My feet are tired and my legs are sore. I bend and rub the back of my calfs. When I lift my hand away it is covered in dust and dirt. It’s been a long walk. I started by the ocean, it’s waves and blue waters so inviting , but I turned my back in it and headed in land. Over mountains and rivers I went, through grassland and moors. I’m still only halfway. I’ll finish by the ocean again, a different ocean. Across the continent.
I want to see the world and find my place in it. I want to prove that I can achieve something, that I can push myself to do new things. I want to forget. Forget who I was and forget that you ever went away. The pain is still there, but fading. I’m halfway.